I wanna caffeinate until I burst into a thousand pieces and dig a hole to bury them so that I can be worth something a thousand years from now. And all the years I spent falling in love and broken-hearted will be a thing worth considering to someone I don't know a thousand years from now. And all this time I've wanted someone to stick around and give me the time I need, because Jesus left me and all my thoughts are starting to make sense. I want someone obsessed with me that wants to be my friend so I can get hugs without even trying and I could forget all the times I messed up and ended up here. I wanna cut off the kite string that ties me to these people so I could fly to such great heights and it'd take a thousand years to end up here again. All this time I've wanted someone to stick around and give me the time I need because Jesus left me and all my thoughts are starting to make sense.

You named the sky because such a big thing deserves more than a title. You named the Bible because "The Book" doesn't quantify its power. I'm stuck with homesick, sick of home, and lonely, We sit around the kitchen, spinning records, and boiling tea. I'm so sick of the way that I've treated me, But I'm dying for some attention. You named it "Cielo" because Spanish was your best class, and you could do the accent. You named it "Pain," Because grace sucks and so does genocide. I'm stuck wiith narcissism, nihilism and doing fine, We fake smiles drinking wine out of paper cups, I'm so sick of the way I don't give a me, I'm dying for some attention. Bisexual, Bigender, Bye happy, Bye Tinder, Bye fire, Bye burn, Bipolar. Bipolar.

Aww man, it's too much guys.

I keep coming up with questions I don't want, Type my name out in 10 pt. Georgia font, There's nothing smaller than not recognizing yourself, With my life on the highway, my bones on a shelf. You took my name from Your book, and that's okay. I never could figure out why it was there anyway. I'm a mix up, a phone call, a number misdialed, I'm a pet you brought home from the wild. Oh God, when are You coming back? Where's Your mercy gone for sinner's like me? I tried sitting for a second, calling out Your name, And yeah, You sat with me, but You weren't the same, Like all science and death had rendered You cold. Is it just me or is this living thing getting old? Oh if You pass me on Your way, can I get a healing or two? Some sort of touch to know I'm close to You. Cuz I'm blind and I'm deaf, like this world ain't mine at all, I need a hand under my arm when I stumble and fall.

1. most places don't quite have a sky like the one i ignore on a day to day. 2. i want to lace my fingers between those of the sonic sky, fill my palms with its recycled water, and kiss its neck so it knows i mean business. just. ten moments with a sky with fingers of cloud broken up and all over my face. Psalm About Rain all i have is this offering, a palmful of rain, Lord, i'm trying to believe, please, my heart is a cup of rain, it wells with salt and praise and i tip it into these shaking hands, Lord, it's meager, it's not enough but it's Yours.

can You tell me when it's cold, that this stories already been told? can You fill up the sky with stars, when i forget who You are. can You hold my hand, sweet Christ, when i stumble on through the night? can You whisper the words i need, when i forget how to believe? hallelujah God, You brought the dead to life, filled up their lungs with light, You're the answer to my all, You're the comfort when i fall. can You tell me something new, when the sky's no longer blue? cuz this world does not know You, can i be the voice You use? hallelujah. You're wonderful, Chancellor, You're glorious, God, i exalt You, i exalt You, You're beautiful, holy, You're powerful, God, i want You, i need You. am i worthy to speak Your name? am i worthy to speak Your name? because of You, i'm no longer the same, i'm alive, yeah, through Your name.

Not really lyrics, and I'm no typist.

God knows, I was a soldier, Though I never fired a round, I saw my guts on the field’s dusty ground, God knows. I’ve never seen the gates of Hell, But I’ve seen Satan’s eyes in your own, I’ve heard the songs of angels on a phone, I feel alone. Lord knows, I’m still a soldier, My friends are holding their hearts in pain, It seems this fighting life has nothing to gain, Lord knows. I’ve never seen the stars in your head, But I felt their bright warmth in your bed, It’s okay to laugh about now you’re dead, and I’m dead. We’re singing oh, we’re so gone, Oh, my wings are snipped clean and I’m done, Oh, we’re gone. And girl, if I see you, you were right and I was wrong. Girl, you know I'm not a display, But I always keep my mouth shut when you say, You love me, you hate me, you say. Girl, you know. I've never seen the tears in your eyes, me, I've found it hard to cry, But you cried and you loved and you cried, I twisted inside. Lord, You know I'm not a bluejay, But my wings are snipped and I'm gay, Till you kiss me and whisper and say "Boy, I think you're okay." I've never seen the children in Hell, They knew this life was worthless all too well, When they tripped they knew it, they fell. Dammit to Hell, you know? No one knows, I'm not an optimist, But I look up to the Lord from the canvas of scars on my wrist, This moment with You has made the list, The list that no one knows. I've never seen the flames of Hell, But I traced those ashes to one of those matchbooks you sell, For every "I" that tried to love you well, I'm an angel that never fell.